I never knew how badly one pony could mess up driving a chariot a mile.

Then again, I never knew a princess would hook up with a wonder bolt.
Or a Cellist and a Techo junkie.
Or a grape enthusiast and a toothpaste queen.
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So to start this off, my name is Storybook Sonnet, daughter of Octavia and Vinyl Scratch. They're both super cool, letting me have friends over, not being too strict, the norm for ponies who picked such a laid-back career. They had me about 12 years ago, so I get that I'm still a kid, naturally whiny, yada yada. Honestly I can't wait to come back in a year to laugh at how dumb I was.

But for now, alas, I am still a teenage pony, and with that comes the negative opinions of moving and other things that one must stick in a journal so they don't explode. This is my collection of thoughts that I think of and stories that strike me as 'what the hell?'.

Now, sit back and enjoy my misery.

..

I lay on my bed, the memory foam making me sink like a ship due to how chubby I was getting. I honestly didn't care at this point as I shoved down more hay fries and scribbled down more lyrics in attempts to spark up my damn cutie mark, which had been eluding me for years now, and seriously started to tick me off. It was a bullying hotspot, and is what drove me to start guzzling junk like an animal.

I was halfway done, and my frown grew as my pencil snapped when someone knocked on my door. "Come in!" I shouted, quickly hiding my munchies as Octavia, whom I refer to as Mum, stepped in my semi-messy bedroom.

"Sonnet dear, please at least attempt to be organized, now is a time where I really need you to do so.." She shook her head, kicking over an old plush of Princess Celestia from when I was 5. I lifted it with my magic, floating it over while my frown grew into confusion. "Don't kick my stuff, plea- wait, why is it suddenly important I be clean?" This was getting suspicious, and I turned focus to Mum, who looked at the floor with her reply, "Dear, I have some news-" The first thing in my mind came out of my mouth, "Are you pregnant?!"

She sighed and started to look mad. "No, I am not. The actual news is.. We are moving." I sat there, gaping at her like Mom, aka Vinyl Scratch, does when she comes home late and has had a few too many. After a few minutes of my staring, I finally came up with actual words, "Why?!" Alright, maybe one word.

"We have no more money to keep traveling between Canterlot and Ponyville all the time, especially how we all have careers there. It is best for the family." She looked sort of sad when she said it, and I felt kind of bad for being so mad. "Look, Mum, I get why we're moving, but what about the social scene? Do you guys even have a mover?" I felt myself get frown-y again, and Mum perked up. "Yes, of course! We have Rainbow Dash herself pulling the moving chariot."

My stomach sank, "Now I know you're joshing me, not cool. Even if you weren't joking, how would you even get a hold of someone that famous?!" Mum walked over and sat beside me, sighing, "Dear, I am not 'joshing' you, all right? We are actually moving to Lower Canterlot, where you will attend Princess Luna's School of the Arts. We have a lot of friends in Canterlot from our Ponyville years helping out!"

I shook my head, and had to get back to reality, "L-Luna's School of the Arts?! How- I mean- It's so hard to get in to!"

Mum smiled, "I told you, we have old friends, including a small friendship with the Princess of the Night herself, at least enough to show her personally your portfolio? Now, It will be just fine dear, I have known these ponies since I was your age, maybe even younger. We will move in three months,and everything will go swimmingly."

She stepped out of the room, never giving me an answer about Rainbow Dash pulling our stuff, and leaving me to wonder if she was secretly Mare-do-well and Mom was her secret sidekick.

..

The next morning, or, at least what me and Mom call morning, I managed to get to breakfast by ten for once, to the surprise of both Mum and Mom. I banged my spoon on the table, earning both of their attention spans, and started my speech I totally didn't stay up until 1 in the morning writing, "Now, I want answers. One, why in the buck is Rainbow Wonderbolt Dash pulling our stuff to Canterlot, which is at least 40 Miles flight?"

Mum giggled, and started her answer with a yawn, "Vinyl is an old friend of Rainbow, and she will be staying in town for a few days, so she offered to pull out chariot on her way back. She's going to be here at seven sharp, so be prepared, and I would recommend starting to pack your things now so there is less of a hassle. I also have to break to you that we are going up to the new apartment in a few days so you may get acquainted with your neighbors and so we may go ahead and finish our own arrangements. Alright, are you satisfied?"

I nodded, mulling over this new information as Mom proceeded to knock all of the AppleJacks off the table in one fell swoop of the hangover hoof.

Author's Note

Hello everypony, this is SS here, writing my first story <3

If you find ANY errors, PLEASE tell me so I can fix it, as I do not have an editor.

So, what did you think? I'd love to get feedback!